The song for today - LADY

Lady, I'm your knight in shining armor and I love you.
You have made me what I am and I am yours.
My love, there's so many ways I want to say I love you.
Let me hold you in my arms forever more.
You have gone and made me such a foolI'm so lost in your love.
And oh, we belong togetherWon't you believe in my song?
Lady, for so many years I thought I'd never find you.
You have come into my life and made me whole.
Forever let me wake to see you each and every morning.
Let me hear you whisper softly in my ear.
In my eyes I see no one else but you.
There's no other love like our love.
And yes, oh yes, I'll always want you near me.
I've waited for you so long.
Lady, your love's the only love I need.
And beside me is where I want you to be.
'Cause, my love, there's something I want you to know,
You're the love of my life, you're my lady.

My SL story

MY SL story

After almost a year of hesitation I decided write and share with you all, what I believe was an unusual experience -- my time in Second Life.... Next Spring it will already be two years since I entered this virtual world, and as I notice from my list of contacts, which is already full of silent people, I think I already belong to the so-called SL trilobites, measured by my longevity inside SL. Sincerely I would be very interested to know the average lifespan of a citizen of this world. I also wonder how many of us Czech people live in here.
I follow the Czech users groups, but I am mostly A silent "watcher". I do have a lot of fun with some of the public group chats. Whatever we are, we Czech ppl are very funny nation, and I love the Czech sense of humor.
But back to my story. I think that I belong to those romantic dreamers,who like to use the pleasant places in SL as a lovely setting for a nice time spent with someone unknown, and often with someone very, very far away. Again and again I am fascinated to meet people who I would never meet in real life and people from the other side of the world. I like to share thoughts, wishes and dreams. In my contact list, besides Europeans, I can also find Mexican or Indian or American people. More and more, it's interesting to compare our worlds and cultures. I have met in SL avatars with the appearance of a cat, a nice skunk, or a charming vampire. Another thing which I appreciate in SL is that there you can be whom ever you like, or just yourself in the most interior sense. I usually spend my time in SL with friends, living with a varying number of friendships and a varying number of romantic relationships. It's my way to relax.
In this world of my dreams, I created for the eyes a nice looking creature. As I usually say about her, she is the result of my fantasy, and the things which we share are just: name, eyes and soul.
In my early SL period I met a lot of foreigners. It was always so fresh for me to speak to someone who likes to talk and has a rich imagination. When you add to this the poetic soul, it's very funny. At least for me. And it was exactly like this when I met one man, a Sicilian. Quite quickly we became friends and met together regularly. Very early he revealed to me part of his real life, his identity, who he really is and his profession. So I found out, that he is a writer. Not world famous exactly, but in his part of Southern Italy he is quite famous, especially as a playwright. He decided to write a book about this virtual world. He came to SL to search for insporation, to know the people living there, to collect materials, to gather notes. I will not bore you with the details of our beautiful and often romantic meetings. As he later said, we spent a wonderful summer of romance. And I can only agree with this.
At the end of the summer he began to write, and within a few months the book was ready. The Novel. A beautiful love story, against the background of the virtual world. But it is not just a novel of the pink library. The story is certainly interesting -- it could be said to be a psychological view and comparison of two worlds, the real and the virtual. While the story is the product of the author's imagination, I recognize myself there and I think he successfully captured the atmosphere of a virtual world really well, and also the atmosphere of our meetings. What is for me personally absolutely incredible, is the fact that the book's title is my name: Sarka. Yes. It is not presumptuous of me to say this, it really is me, who became the inspiration, or, you might say: the Muse for a novel of the Italian writer, and I am filled with sincere pride. Czech women are among the most beautiful women in all the world, men say. But I do not want to speak about the natural beauty here, we all know that Slavic types of women are, for example, highly sought after in the modeling world. What I personally believe is that what makes Czech women unique among others is just their souls, their sweet behavior and personality. And at this moment I am really proud that I can count myself among these women. Perhaps you will also enjoy a the piece of that feeling if read my story.
During that time when my good friend, who I like to call my "Italian Shakespeare", was writing his novel, we debated at length over the writing of each chapter. Our meetings developed another dimension. He asked me a lot of detail about life in the Czech Republic, origin of my name, favorite food, the names of places. And he used a lot of it in his novel. And even if he made a few grammar errors of the Czech language, Italian readers certainly do not mind them too much. And all this was huge fun for me..
The book, created in the world of dreams and fantasies, really exists. I have a copy of it in my hands, with the author's dedication. I have a reason not to reveal here exact names or contacts. Smart websurfers will easily find out information about the book or about the author. Indeed, there are book reviews in the Czech language, with a brief excerpt from that novel. The author and his friends from time to time hold "sessions" in SL. Like most artists, they love to discuss and talk about their works. For the same reasons he travels around Italy and participates in various meetings and discussions about his novel. Once he was in Rome. Representatives of the Czech embassy in Italy were invited, and curiously, the secretary's name was the same as mine. Sarka. Unfortunately, these talks are conducted in Italian, as that is the language in which the book is written.
Maybe if there were more votes from those who would like to read the book in Czech, it might be worthwhile for the publisher to undertake a Czech translation. Not just for the reason that one of the main characters is a Czech woman, but also, part of the story is set in a city in Northern Bohemia, where I live. Although I know the story well, because I was present at its birth, I don't speak Italian, and I have not yet had the pleasure to read it at all..
Well, this is my story from my "second life". Whenever I think about it now, from the distance of time, I always say: "Wow, This really happened to me!" Ask yourself, how many times in your life could this happen to you ...?
With best regards to all dreamers
Sarka

A Groovy kind of Love..

When Im feeling blue,
all I have to do
Is take a look at you,
then Im not so blue
When youre close to me,
I can feel your heart beat
I can hear you breathing near my ear
Wouldnt you agree,
baby you and me
got a groovy kind of love
Anytime you want to
you can turn me onto
Anything you want to,
anytime at all
When I kiss your lips, ooh
I start to shiver
Cant control the quivering inside
Wouldnt you agree,
baby you and me
got a groovy kind of love, oh...

Wise sentence...

Everyone of us is an angel with just one wing. To be able to fly, we need to hug each other.

I HAVE A DREAM...song

I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything
If you see the wonder of a fairy tale
You can take the future even if you fail

I believe in angels Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels When I know the time is right for me
I'll cross the stream - I have a dream

I have a dream, a fantasy
To help me through reality
And my destination makes it worth the while
Pushing through the darkness still another mile

I believe in angels Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels When I know the time is right for me

I'll cross the stream - I have a dream
I'll cross the stream - I have a dream

The song for today - Ztrácíš se...You are wanishing..

.....you are wanishing out of my memory
and people always meet again, yeah
and i hope, that we can catch a few sentences yet
that we find out a way back
i miss your eyes.., yeah

Say All I Need - song

Do you know where your heart is
Do you think you can find it
Did you trade it for something,
somewhereBetter just to have it
Do you know where your love is
Do you think that you lost it
You felt it so strong but nothings
Turned out how you want it
Well bless my soul
You’re a lonely soul
Cause you wont let go
Of anything you hold
Well all I need
is the air I breathe
And a place to rest
my head
Do you know what your fate is
And are you trying to shake it
You’re doing your best and
You’re best look
You’re praying that you’ll make it
Well bless my soul
You’re a lonely soul
Cause you wont let go
Of anything you hold
Well all I need
is the air I breathe
And a place to rest
my head
Said all I need
is the air I breathe
And a place to rest
my head
Do you think you can find it....

Crazyness

Does it happened to you ever, that to you seems all things getting wrong, that you recieve another and another hit....and sudenly instead the crying and shouting...you just laughing? It is probably the last level of crazyness...lol.

Joke - the black one

The question: What is going throught the Beetle´s head, when crashing into window in front of the car?........................................................
The answer is: It´s little bottom...

Song for today.....I Don't Want To Miss Thing...

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure

I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep'
Cuz I'll miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing'
Cuz even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing

Laying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes
And thank God we're together
I just want to stay with you in this moment forever ...

Back to Sarka´s SL past II.

And this is the other appearance. Sarka discovered first joy in SL: shopping LOL. And for that she needed some money. The easiest way, how to get them, even if slow, was dance. Havana club was fine for that. Favourited by others avatars. So she bought early new hair, skin, dresses....and met first nice friends.

Back to past of Sarka´s SL Part I.

So, this is one of first changes in visage of Sarka´s staying in SL. She got new red hair from the "skunk". LOL. Sarka was at start very shy girl, had affraids to talk to everybody. Silly. But soon she knew a lot of nice ppl, which liked to help her. With new hair, she got some kind of sertainity and thought about herself, how is she beatifull now. :-)

Wise thoughts..

here are Ghandi's "7 deadly sins":

Wealth Without Work
Pleasure Without Conscience
Knowledge Without Character
Commerce Without Morality
Science Without Humanity
Religion Without Sacrifice
Politics Without Principle

waiting

I am waiting for the spring.... (ahahaha)

I was curious, why people creating places in Second Life like cementery is. In perfect world of dreams with so many nice and romantic places! One my friend told me recently: One of the worst thing in SL is, that somebody dear to your heart can whenever wanish and its no more reachable. Then you can miss this person the same as in real life. Its like a death.... So, maybe if u have this experience, you can visit place like this, mourn and say goodbye...

Mistake

Do You think, that your bad situation can´t be even worse? Mistake!

Sailing song

I am sailing,
I am sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
I am sailing,
stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
I am flying,
I am flying,
like a bird 'cross the sky.
I am flying,
passing high clouds,
to be with you, to be free.
Can you hear me,
can you hear me
thro' the dark night,
far away,
I am dying,
forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
Can you hear me,
can you hear me,
thro' the dark night far away.
I am dying,
forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
We are sailing,
we are sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
We are sailing stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free,
Oh Lord.

Wise thinking?

The Destiny has two ways, how to crush us:
when refuses our wishes, or...when fulfils them...

I like

It´s still very cold outside. But spring is already posible to feel in the air. And birds are singing their love songs in early mornings. I like it. I like when early sun carres softly my face. It has not power still, but it´s such soft and pleasant. I like to walk in empty place. Just enjoing it.

I believe

I believe, that every dark tunnel has light at the end, i believe that after every night the new day arise and after long winter spring will come to us again.

Joke

Just after first wedding together night: "Honey, now i know, that i was not your first man!" he said and she slowly lightened up her cigarette and answered: "And now i know, that you are not also my last one..."

Wise sentences...

The Love asked The Friendship: "Why do you ever exist, when its me in the World?"
And The Friendship answered: " Because you create a lot of pain and sorrow and I cure them..."

Moonlight

I guess, everybody of us is sometimes watching the Moon. It´s fascinating its light in the deep night sky, with thousend stars around. Doesn´t matter if it´s cold or hot night. There is such bright full and large Moon in these nights! U can see in his dark feelds, that make shades, your own dreams or faces, which u like to see. Your eyes are attracted with invisible magnetism to its shining. And your heart is shivering...

Is the life difficult somethimes?? Let´s go fight with it and never give up...!!!

Consideration...

Maybe it is strange to start with blog in the time, when is virtual Sarka reducing her second life and her real one is just in front of big changes ...but maybe it is just right time to memorise... To remember all nice moments, which i have through her....
Ones time i could read in a profile of another avatar something like this:
"Is better to forgot and be happy, than remember forever and be unhappy..."
A sentence good to think about.
But i dont agree with that. This sentence maybe trying to protect person of possible pain...
I dont agree... How i could stay without my memories? Even if somethimes thay make me sad, but their are mine! Experiences, which are improving me, events, whitch allow me to grow up...
I never want to avoid them. I never want to forgot my dear friends and shared moments.
And maybe they pain me a bit, but at the ground fulfilling my heart and soul.

14.2. Happy Valentine´s day!

Sarka butterfly..

Love is giving wings...

Presentation of novel Sarka in Torino

What i can say about this? Is still incredible for me.

Life concert of Yanil singer

Isn´t it amazing, if this is possible in virtual world? Well i only missed movment with my real body in rhytm of music :-).

Virtual Sarka in SL? Butterfly. Little girl and mature woman in the same time. Probably the biggest dreamer in this world, with own secrets... with wonderfull memories, with expectation about something new...

Greeting

Hello dears, just i am starting here. Could be fun... :-)